“What’s wrong? Why did you say that to Paul? Was it a prophetic thing that you did just now?”He nodded and looked thoughtful. His face was cragg... and worn by years of exposure to the sun and wind. “Yes, honey. A prophetic thing. I’m not sure why, or how, but I just know that boy will need our help. And real soon, too.”As Paul paid the driver of the Uber at the airport his cell phone chimed twice, telling him he had a call.“Hi, Pastor Paul, here,” he said. “How can I help you?”“Hey, Paul! This. My cock was still limp but growing fast as she kneeled down in front of me and sucked the head into her mouth...her hair was wet so i twisted it into a handfull and pulled her mouth down on my cock thrusting my hips and sinking it deep into her mouth,to my suprise she didnt choke much...i asked her when she pulled back to get a breath how she was able to suck me so deep ??...my Step Dad used to make me suck him when i was little and i got used to it going in and choking me,now i can do it alot. At this point she stopped me and uttered the most erotic words a girl could say to me, "Ummm, wait, I haven't shaved down there." I don't recall which of my canned retorts I used with her, but it was something to the extent of, "I wouldn't have it any other way." The bar was lifted and I was permitted to finger her. My hand encountered what felt like nine inches of glorious muff before my fingers reached her already creamy slit. So I'm playing with her lips, clit and stroking her pubic hair and. We stopped when we got to the area that we had previously selected for our hidden camp site. Fortunately, it hadn’t rained lately and the ground was dry and hard so we didn’t leave any tire prints as we drove off the roadway and into the cover of the trees well off of the road.After parking well back in the trees, we got out the camouflage netting and put it over the SUV. There were poles that came with the netting to change the vehicle’s outline as well as hide it. We set up our camp behind.